Just One (of each)

March 6, 2022.Reading time less than 1 minute.

One flower, one fawn, for Cee’s Black & White challenge: Just one of anything.

That’s Cold!

January 31, 2022.Reading time less than 1 minute.

(For Cee’s Black & White Photo Challenge: cold)

Mushroom and Icy Web

December 5, 2021.Reading time less than 1 minute.

For Cee’s Midweek Madness Challenge: closeup or macro

A Shadow and A Reflection

November 26, 2021.Reading time 1 minute.

As my husband recovers from his fifth surgery in the past year, I am struggling to keep up with life’s obligations: the shadow. He’s doing as well as can be expected, but I am not used to doing all the driving, shopping, cooking and caring. As tired as I am, I can’t help but reflect […]

Ah, the Bliss

November 24, 2021.Reading time less than 1 minute.

There is bliss to be found in the pop of red on a snowy bush, or on crisp Winter’s day at the river’s side. (For Lens-Artists Photo Challenge: Follow Your Bliss)

Goose Line

November 14, 2021.Reading time less than 1 minute.

Weekend Sky

Future Nostalgic

November 12, 2021.Reading time less than 1 minute.

A Texas sunset, Arizona mountain lake, Oregon mountains, and Salt Creek in Washington State, photos stirring nostalgia. (For Cee’s Fun Foto Challenge: future nostagic)

Red Sky in Morning…

November 7, 2021.Reading time less than 1 minute.

…is indeed a warning… Weekend Sky

Candid With a ‘Q’ and a ‘U’

October 29, 2021.Reading time less than 1 minute.

Out of reach of our two dogs, a squirrel observes us from the Walnut tree. A quizzical hound accompanied by inattentive youth. A majestic buck lounging in Autumn leaves. (For Cee’s Fun Foto Challenge: candid photography, and her Midweek Madness: must have q or u in the word)

Doe and Flowers

October 8, 2021.Reading time less than 1 minute.

For Cee’s Midweek Madness Photo Challenge: closeup or macro

Where Are The Dogs?

Contemplating risk –a reunion with a former selflooking for an exit When did I become a snakerestrained?When did I become persona non grata? I slither between storiesconvince myself I can flydistraction a ruse I have big cat energyoverstepping boundariessocially adverse A faulty jeweldreaming of abundance but there’s a dragon to disarm My mother’s burden on my […]

Turning (tanka)

Mother

When I had a mothermy hair would cascadein curls of auburn perfectiona red velvet bow to accentuate the wave And I’d wear my bestnewly sewn frockwith lace at the neckand fishnet stockingsand patent Mary Janes And the girls giggling with delightwould skip hand-in-handto the school promand the boys shyly perchedagainst the back wall would wonderhow […]